perched at the pointwhere oceans convergecolliding in an ecstasyof salt spray spumesa lonely lighthousebeckons in vainwhile high abovecompeting wavesa..
looking through a vacancywhere a steel capped bootpunched a hole in the oldasbestos fence andseeing stray fibresbreathed in like faithand reflected in..
this poemis shitscraped shamelessly froma shoeand wiped ona previouslypristinelawnlike the artificeseen throughlovers' eyesin a gallerya canvas painte..
I could write a bookand publishbut for the attributeknown just for the momentby only the astuteby only you and only Ithat life is but a motea speck un..
so pretty Mr Mittywith your salon-styled hairlost in your own fair whimsywhat fantastic antics therewe tremble at such daringsuch bravado makes us qua..
a gelatinous oozefrom the hawker hawkingall things to make lifeflashing terra-borne golda noxious Casanovawith velvet tongue verveserving snake oiland..
quicklytake me to bedlamand cure preventivesanitybreathe life into yourunequivocal devotionand help me to swallowthis rationalpridelodge your ever fer..
inferno from unearthly wombexplodes with vast discordant burstssymphonic hammer tolls the truthof opera singing life undonewithholding the pretentious..
a touch on the navelgentle yet perilouslike a raspy featherscratching the surfaceto nauseate the daypiercing the facadeso precisely positionedby a kin..
the rancid acrid stenchof relationship postmortemseeps through the stale voidleft by a love long goneinto the cracks wrought byunimagined deviationfro..